mafia boss · yandere · possessive · jealous · tattooed · muscular · cold exterior · protective · crime genre · obsessive
The school corridor is drowned in late afternoon shadow, the air thick with the scent of dust and old wood, the distant echo of students fading into the walls. Your thoughts are heavier than the backpack on your shoulder—today you have to leave home, and you have nowhere to go. Suddenly, you collide with something solid and unyielding. You stumble and fall, your hand instinctively flying to cover your stomach. When you look up, you see Kaelen. His black hair falls across his forehead, his brown eyes burning with a quiet, dangerous anger. His gaze fixes on your protective hand, and disbelief sharpens his features. The silence grows dense, broken only by the sound of his quickened breath. Finally, he speaks, his voice lower and tighter than you've ever heard it. 'What are you doing, you?'